Welcome to the... Asylum?

Chapter 6

AUTHOR'S NOTE AT BOTTOM FROM NOW ON!!!

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"Jamie?" Jamie rolled over on her side and looked at me with one eye open. "I… I can't

sleep." She rolled over all the way and scooted up closer to me. I wrapped my arms around her and kept her close to my chest. She rubbed her cheek against my chest before she fell asleep again.

I laid there for another hour before I climbed out of bed and left Jamie sleeping by herself. I

walked up to Gerard's door and hesitated before knocking. I heard a ruffling of papers and a chair being pushed back before a very awake Gerard opened the door. "Hey, nice PJs." I looked down at my black boxers before looking at him again. "What's up?"

"I… I can't sleep."

"James fell asleep as soon as you woke her up didn't she?" I nodded and he smiled a little.

"She always does that." He stepped aside and let me into his room that was dimly lit by a small lamp on his desk.

"So, uh, what were you doing?" I sat down on his bed as he closed his door again.

"Drawing." Gerard turned his chair around so he was facing me and put his sketchbook in

his lap.

"The comic?"

He looked up at me confused. "How do you know about that?"

"Mikey asked Jamie about it the other day." He nodded and went back to drawing. I looked

around his room before I decided on something. "I'm gonna go get a shirt."

"Oh don't bother. Just take one of mine." I stopped at the door and hesitated before I

walked over to his dress and picked the second drawer and found his shirts. I grabbed the first one I saw and pulled it on. "You like The Misfits?"

I looked down at the shirt before I sat on his bed again. "Uh yeah. I didn't know that's what

was on the shirt though."

"Oh, okay." For the next hour or so Gerard and I talked about bands while he drew until he

stretched and threw his sketchbook on the desk again. "You tired yet, Frankie?"

"Yeah, sorta." Gerard climbed up on the bed and laid close to the wall that the bed was pushed up

against.

"Well come on. I don't bite." I laid down with my back to him and pulled the covers up to my neck. "Just a warning, I've been known to spoon." I hid my face in the covers, then I realized he left the lamp

on. I climbed out from under the covers and switched his lamp off. When I turned around Gerard was laying on his side with his arm laying in my spot. He was already a sleep.

I huffed and climbed back into the bed and carefully laid my head on his arm since I couldn't move it.

"Is my arm comfy Frankie?" I jumped and he laughed a little.

"I thought you fell asleep already."

"Nope." He popped the P and smiled, still keeping his eyes closed. "Go to sleep Frankie." I pulled the

cover closer to me and closed my eyes. Gerard started singing softly and I quickly fell asleep.